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The prime minister of Wang said lightly to Duke Cai, saying, "I traveled to the Luoshui River with Anqi and Qianli. Where can I hear of Cai Chong'er?"
Gu Changkang worshipped Huan Xuanwu's tomb and composed a poem: "The mountains collapsed and the seas dried up, where will the fish and birds go?" Someone asked him: "You relied on Huan so much, can you see your crying?" Gu said: "My nose is like a wide wind, and my eyes are like a river bursting." Someone else said: "My voice is like thunder that breaks the mountain, and my tears are like a river pouring into the sea."
When the king of the country died, he did not dare to receive condolences. In the middle of the outer clan room, facing south, the minor officials spread the mats, the business and the priest spread the quilt, and the scholars washed their hands on the north side of the plate. The body was moved to the coffin, and after the coffin was finished, the chief minister informed the sons, and Feng Zhi danced. The lady sat on the east side, Feng Zhi rose and danced. There are three things that scholars mourn for the emperor: they burn all night, and ride on people and walk on the road.
Duke Xian of Jin died, Duke Mu of Qin sent people to offer condolences to Prince Chong'er, and said, "I have heard that the loss of a country is always here, and the recovery of a country is always here. Although my son is in mourning, the mourning cannot be too long, and the time cannot be lost. You should plan it." He told his uncle Fan, who said, "You should refuse it. A bereaved person has no treasure, but a loving relative is a treasure. What is the point of the father's death? And you think it is profitable, but who in the world can persuade you? You should refuse it." Prince Chong'er said to the guests, "You are kind enough to offer condolences to the deceased minister Chong'er. I lost my father myself, but I cannot cry with you and grieve for you. What is the point of the father's death? If someone dares to have other intentions, it will insult your righteousness." He bowed his head without kneeling, and stood up after crying, but did not hesitate. Zi Xian told Duke Mu of Qin about his death. Duke Mu said, "The benevolent Prince Chong'er! If you bow your head but don't kowtow, you are not yet the heir, so you can't kowtow; if you cry and then get up, you love your father; if you get up without selfishness, you are looking for benefits."
In the second month of winter, the sun is in the Big Dipper, setting in the middle of the east wall, and rising in the middle of the Zhen. The day is Rengui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is a shellfish. Its sound is feather, and its pitch is Huang Zhong. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to offer sacrifice to the kidney of the ancestors. The ice is getting stronger, and the ground begins to crack. The pheasant does not crow at dawn, and the tiger begins to mate. The emperor lives in the Xuantang Grand Temple, rides on the Xuan Road, drives the iron horse, carries the black flag, wears black clothes, and wears black jade. He eats millet and pigs, and his utensils are large and made of Yan. He orders the death. He orders the officials to say: Do not do earthwork, be careful not to open the roof, do not open the house, and do not open the public, so as to make it solid and closed. The earth's qi is about to leak, which is called opening the room of heaven and earth, and all hibernating animals will die. The people will surely suffer from diseases and epidemics, and then they will be buried. It is called Changyue.
Therefore, the rite of audience is to clarify the righteousness between the monarch and the ministers. The rite of marriage is to make the princes respect each other. The rite of funeral and sacrifice is to clarify the grace of the ministers. The rite of drinking in the village is to clarify the order of the elders and the young. The rite of marriage is to clarify the difference between men and women. Rites are the source of restraint and chaos, just like the source of water in the village. Therefore, those who destroy the old temple because they think it is useless will surely be destroyed by water; those who destroy the old ritual because they think it is useless will surely be destroyed by water.
Zhi Daoling created the Treatise on Color, and when it was completed, he showed it to Wang Zhonglang. Zhonglang was speechless. Zhi asked, "Can you understand it silently?" The king said, "Since there is no Manjusri, who can see and appreciate it?"
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